The Fall
Let's pay homage to the fall
The one that you have created
No one can now escape the shredding
Please let me breathe with your lungs
For the very first time, hold your hands
Bodies will be bent before the shredding
Fear on the way, you smell the grievous scent, you feel the fear on the way
Harvest season to die and deadly visions to harvest, lo!
Hark! Pain and despair, you can come now!
Here we'll see the aftermath of all your ill-considered actions
We'll be witnesses of the day all humanity has faltered
It will be a weather like you have all only dreamt about
Be connected till the end by the deepest part of your souls
Bear your whim, your blind dementia
Bear your whim, the fall is at hand
Now be ready, the sky is becoming red, the sea is becoming dry
The flesh is becoming frightened, lo!
Above your head, you see the white thunderstorm
Far off the lighthouse is dead, the shredding will follow now, you feel it?
And now you cry? But why? You had the ability to avoid this pathetic and tragic filthy ending
Now raise your head, the aftermath of your bright beings is before your eyes, hold hands!
This is the end, hold hands!
Do not flee! do not run! there's no escape!
Do not cry! raise your head! bear the fallout!
Do not look away and watch your child's end!
Live your fall!
The one that you have created
No one can now escape the shredding
Please let me breathe with your lungs
For the very first time, hold your hands
Bodies will be bent before the shredding
Fear on the way, you smell the grievous scent, you feel the fear on the way
Harvest season to die and deadly visions to harvest, lo!
Hark! Pain and despair, you can come now!
Here we'll see the aftermath of all your ill-considered actions
We'll be witnesses of the day all humanity has faltered
It will be a weather like you have all only dreamt about
Be connected till the end by the deepest part of your souls
Bear your whim, your blind dementia
Bear your whim, the fall is at hand
Now be ready, the sky is becoming red, the sea is becoming dry
The flesh is becoming frightened, lo!
Above your head, you see the white thunderstorm
Far off the lighthouse is dead, the shredding will follow now, you feel it?
And now you cry? But why? You had the ability to avoid this pathetic and tragic filthy ending
Now raise your head, the aftermath of your bright beings is before your eyes, hold hands!
This is the end, hold hands!
Do not flee! do not run! there's no escape!
Do not cry! raise your head! bear the fallout!
Do not look away and watch your child's end!
Live your fall!
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Writer(s): Rémi Bismuth
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